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Tuesday, 28 June 2011
The Man in my Life
What defines a man? Its obvious everyone has their own idea of what a man is. Mine is someone who's there when most needed and satisfies the emptiness with in me. I have that and maybe that's why I'm so happy being single. I don't have to worry about the one giving mixed messages trying to make me fall for him just so he can feel more boosted than he obviously already is; I can talk to him daily and still keep my heart in that same cage it stays in, I've already played this game before. I don't have to worry about the one who doesn't know his identity and is heavily self conscious about himself therefore always hops on the defense, and following that comes to the realization that every time he tries to hurt me he hurts himself. No I don't worry. I have a man in my life. He doesn't even speak, he communicates with me through my body and makes me feel ways I've never felt, the good times are good, and the bad times don't exist. To the guys I talk to...I don't need the lies, I don't need your comfort, most importantly I don't need you! I have a man in my life.
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